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Chapter 4: Master, please accept the disciples

Ma Chao's promise is very attractive, but it is far less reassuring than those who come to be a disciple.

Once you have the halo of Ma Chao's mentor on your head, unless Ma Chao dies in battle, Liu Buyan's job will be guaranteed in this life.

In other words, with the halo of Ma Chao's mentor, will Liu Buju still not be able to find his wife?

‘Xicheng General’s Mansion!’

Four large gilded characters were hung directly above the gate, and dozens of little brothers dressed like the ones beside them stood at the gate, and honestly took on the role of guarding the gate.

Since showing off his skills in front of Ma Chao, Liu Buqi's status has undergone a huge change.

From walking on two legs, it evolved directly to walking on four legs.

There were not many people in the yard, and there were not even many younger brothers standing guard, which was completely different from the prosperity at the gate.

A middle-aged woman with a nearly perfect body was sitting under the pavilion, eating delicious pastries, and humming a few songs from time to time in her throat.

A middle-aged man in civil servant clothes was carrying a cat pot and fertilizing the huge sun above his head.

"Well, I performed well this time. Keep it going. Regardless of my qualifications, you only need a war to have the chance to be the guardian of either side!" The middle-aged man encouraged with a deep expression, and his eyes looked at Liu Bujue behind Ma Chao from time to time.

The middle-aged woman did not make any statement about the man's discussion, and continued to slap melon seeds and occasionally drank a glass of cold tea, and her life was so happy.

Looking at the delicious pastries on the table, Liu Buyu swallowed silently.

‘I’m not hungry…I’m not hungry…I’m not really hungry…’

‘Fake…all fake…all those are props…’

‘The taste must be bad, it’s not something that people eat…’

"Is this the person you recommend?" The middle-aged man did not hide his deep disappointment at all.

The middle-aged woman finally stopped her work, and even Xiaoqu didn't hum, and looked up at Liu Buju with interest.

Then there was also a lot of disappointment.

She looks thin like a monkey, and she looks like a rustic hat when she dresses up.

Wen cannot govern the local area, and martial arts cannot carry guns in battle.

Even sex...

I looked at Liu Buyu's body again. I didn't know what his own little cabbage needs, but Liu Buyu's body obviously is not good. What do I want such a son-in-law? Will he be a widow in a few months?

Liu Buyu pretended to be calm and looked at the middle-aged couple in front of him. The man's appearance was not very special, but it was not ugly, so he could see it.

"Master, this person is well versed in the principle of being a general, and can also recognize the beads with wise eyes..." Ma Chao couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man, as if he was saying that if he became your son-in-law, it would only benefit but not harm you.

Zhang Jiao glanced at Ma Chao, then Liu Bujue.

"Go to the martial arts venue!"

It is not difficult to make this decision. Zhang Jiao himself has no idea how to choose his son-in-law.

The agreement reached between him and Zhang Ning was destined to be impossible for mediocre people to pass the assessment.

Therefore, even if Liu Buyan won this game, Zhang Jiao would not object at most. Whether it could succeed in the end depends on Zhang Ning's own intention.

Even if you can't become a son-in-law, such talents must be taken over.

Xicheng General Mansion covers a large area and has complete facilities, which is simply a small military camp.

The scale of the martial arts field is not large and cannot be carried out to fight against each other.

Zhang Jiao had already asked three people to come over. After all, seeing is true, hearing is false, and hearing is false. Whether the result is like that can be seen at a glance.

"What should I do next?" Ma Chao leaned against Liu Buyu with some nervousness.

The feeling of self-inflation before has not yet appeared, which made him a little nervous.

"What should I do!" Liu Buyu turned his eyes and Ma Chao, making you reluctant to become a disciple, and you still want to get out of my skills? Sexy young, are you afraid you haven't woken up yet?

"I feel something is wrong..." Ma Chao looked at Liu Buyu in depression.

"I feel like there are some things, but if there is nothing, I will disappear. I am not a good person for thousands of years..." Liu Buyan spread his hands fearlessly, looking helpless.

Ma Chao's face was pale and he said in a low voice: "One hundred taels! Help me this time, I'll give you one hundred taels!"

"Do I need your one hundred taels?" Liu Buyu snorted coldly and glanced at Ma Chao.

"Hmph! I still don't believe it today!" Ma Chao snorted coldly, and then he walked onto the martial arts field with great strides.

In about a moment, the three people Zhang Jiao looked for came to the martial arts venue.

Both sides changed into special equipment used for martial arts performance, and then they set up their formation, looking like they were trying their best.

Standing in the familiar martial arts field, Ma Chao slowly closed his eyes and tried hard to recall the feeling he had felt before.

But it doesn’t feel like there is anything, the venue is still a place where you practice qigong frequently, and the people are still those.

It was still one against three, but the feeling of killing the bandits before disappeared without a trace.

"Come on!" Ma Chao said to the opposite side with a gloomy expression.

In such a state, it takes a lot of effort to defeat the opponent. If you cannot devote all your energy, you will even have the risk of losing.

There are not so many rules for the internal competition, and both sides can be ready, and wooden sticks without gun tips are used as weapons.

In addition, the body is wearing thick armor to defend, although it affects flexibility to a certain extent, it is the same for both parties.

The only benefit is that you won’t suffer too much injuries, mostly skin trauma, bruises, etc.

The battle began soon, and Ma Chao, who was in a wrong state, was at a disadvantage since the beginning.

Even though Ma Chao had excellent martial arts skills, he could not withstand the attack from three directions. In a short while, dense white dots appeared on Ma Chao's armor.

Those are marks left by the spear tips stained with lime, and each white dot means that this part is hit once.

"Ma Chao's heart is already confused!" Zhang Jiao shook his head secretly and said to the people around him.

"Yes, let alone those sent back before, Ma Chao would not be so embarrassed just in normal times." A captain next to Zhang Jiao also saw it.

Anyone who has seen Ma Chao and his team's competition before can see that this is not a normal Ma Chao at all.

The four people in the martial arts are also upset. As Ma Chao's opponent, Kong Long did not feel that his combat power was extremely powerful today.

The same recipe and different tastes, today they were magically able to beat Ma Chao.

"How could this happen? Why did this happen?" Ma Chao was covered in mud, unable to beat...

All my mind is full of things that can't beat...

Apprenticeship...

Apprenticeship...

His mind was filled with Liu Buyan's harmless face, looking at him with a smile, and letting him become a disciple over and over again.

As the chief lieutenant with the highest qualifications, the youngest, the most meritorious and the most valued by the general, should he really be a disciple of someone younger than him?

At this moment, Ma Chao felt his face burning and his eyes were red to look at Liu Bujue standing on the sidelines.

It was really that harmless face, looking at myself with a smile.

In an instant, Ma Chao's psychological defense was defeated.

‘Bada…’

The wooden stick in his hand slowly landed on the ground, making a crisp sound, and with some combo echoes.

‘Plop!’
Chapter completed!
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